Jun 22, 2013 - 10:32 am
So, because it took 5 hours (really) to get out of bed before I went to the ER, my husband fed me all kinds of pills. I couldn't lift my head for water, so he gave me pieces of chocolate cookies to swallow pills with. After a while, he was panicked and said "&^&%&* you are bleeding from your face and arms" I said that was only the cookies (it was dark in the bedroom still).
So the next day he called me to say he was cleaning the house and "don't worry, I vaccumed you side of the bed!" Note: I have at least 10 sets of sheets in the linen closet.
Needless-to-say, I laughed so hard, I had bad spasms and the nurse had to give me another poke of dilaudid.